Best Condition Poems

in bondage to social etiquette, our heart paused
spontaneity was stifled, innocence was lost
we wandered earth like a soulless ghost
love betrayal came at a heavy cost

glorifying body cage we live in
truth of our Self remaining unknown
accustomed to trauma bonding with pain
we denied God’s light even after...

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If her heart shall settle so
Like plucked-off leaves where there's no breeze
Like ice or fallen snow
Strewn on those fields where there's no one,
I’ll be to her like is the ground
That’s always a floor
when these things fall....

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My neck is loose.
I can shake her about.
Here is my caboose.
She is traveling out.

My tongue is hidden.
Well inside my face,
My overall health
A giant disgrace

My waist is spreading
My arms not so thin
I am in great shape
For the condition I am in...

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The absurdity of the human condition:
The only condition we try to make sense of,
Make reasonable,
Sanitized,
Certain,
Familiar,
When we know we can’t.

But still we love our categories,
As if life was a Christmas present
That we could neatly wrap
And put into boxes
Labeled “certainty”

But these labels soon break down,
Deconstruct,
Peeling off
Like bad...

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Villanelle: The only game solution to the human condition

The only game solution to the human condition
“Don’t nobody move a muscle” and hold your breath
Stop having sex with the opposite sex in motion

In a billion years men will pass babies with their motion
And suffragettes will be...

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Joel once made a New Year’s Resolution
To put an end to procrastination
But half way through the year
He found himself waiting there
Lost in his stagnant condition
~*~...

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There will come times
of unimaginable events

Times in one’s life
unforeseen and inexplicable

Times that will test
The mettle of the best

Times that will evoke grief so great
that the stoutest heart will shrivel

Times of bliss and happiness such
That one seems to float in air

Times of stress and dire duress
That...

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To know how it ends is a curse.
To know this curse is my life.
It's when I heard you say "life is hard", you spoke with such anguish, I could not relate.
For I too have discovered this truth, in all fairness I say "So what?", "Carry...

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THE HUMAN CONDITION


DAY AFTER DAY MY MORTALITY COMES TO HAUNT ME
MY SPIRIT FADES WHEN I LOOK 
   BUT CANNOT SEE REFLECTION
A TRIGGER PULL AWAY FROM AN UNFINISHED EPITAPH
I’LL RIDE THE LIGHT
   UNTIL IT SHINES NO MORE


I CURSE THE WAR THAT IS...

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He watches the way the world 
interacts and ponders the reasons why. 
He responds to artistic imagery, 
Lost in creativity he dreams often of his own reality,
He acts with haste and risk is routine. 
Hair to the wind, his life an intentional spin, 
He lives...

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We need to "Love" what we have "Got to be",so that we can have "Immorality"! There is a "Fire inside of you and me"!!! The fire is there so that we can reach "Immortality"! I and you can find the "Dream that can come true...

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MM 
Menopause Moment


It comes on uninvited
And it doesn't make you excited
Heart flutters ensue
To an almighty hue
Of crimson red 
Lighting up your face and head

Next comes the tsunami of sweat
Accompanied by an almighty dread
Will anyone see the tell tale signs
Will they think l’ve been on the...

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Graces for the Loved and the Lost

To the sweet graces afforded to us from above 
To the hand of tender guidance that is only born from Love
To the broken boxer taking off his boxing gloves
To the man living on the edge when push comes to...

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The thoughts are risen:
            But nobody to listen;
Having unclear vision:
With no proper decision;
       Bound in corrupt tradition:
      Sunk in unstable condition;
Seeing all the...

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Startled sprinkles twinkle and toll
The time ignores my grunts and groans
Everyday empties its force of roll
Cannons sound -- and mothers moan

Between the place where time is not
And heaven’s hell slams its door
Little men with giant heads hot
Are lost beneath the fluid floor

New nothings interrupt the...

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